As any essence appears
To be consequence of greater,
Human being of mine
Is a part of Creator.
Any stone under feet
As a flesh of a christ
Is the same way part of Darkness
As the part of the Light.
Any thought of human being
That will decay in it's oblivion
Has the lightside of Good,
But the darkside of Evil.
The god of the flesh,
And the Satan of soul,
Are parts of same substance
That are filling thy world.
Lonelyness of existance
Will never leave being,
Thus I bless and I curse myself
As a part of Begining.
There's no god outside of the essence
All the great and despicable is inside of ourselves
There's no point in trying to find all there reasons
While they coinside with the End...
Till the End...
Till the End...
Till the End...
Till the End!